A tune Sir Paul McCartney wrote when he was sixteen, and in which he appeared to see his future with eerie precognition.
In the song, he asks, "Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?" And now that he's sixty-four, we conveniently have our answer - a resounding NO! He and his wife, Heather Mills, are history, fo sho.
I stayed out till quarter of three and she locked the door. I knew that would happen when I wrote "When I'm Sixty-Four." - Sir Paul
It is said of the situation where a person has the bad luck to make contact with his testicles against an undefined surface or object, intentioned or not.
Given the nature of the word, it is more appropriate to design cases where the interaction is made with a moving object, for example, a ball.
Although it is extremely painful for the victim, it tends to be considerably funny to people who witness it.
Today in the baseball game the pitcher took a nutshot; the baseball hit him in the nuts.
Man, I just watched the funniest nutshot video ever.